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CREATE - look forward to being remade

Crayon fingers clasp
at the pictures
of another's mind.

Leaving you to
salivate over
silhouettes of
broken pieces
of conversation:
chiming a random anthem as they settle in the sad lifelessness of silent fragments,
and I want to hide from the ocean beneath the sand of the coastline you fashioned with those crayon fingers.
Rain peppered beaches sigh moments of fresh water at the salt of the inhalation waves.
It waves me farewell to your listening.
So make a water world of your speaking and dream the abyss of walls away.
Contact your forgotten ambition in the misassembled shapes of frozen water and draw what you see
in your own contrition

taste the flavours
that your art